Rise of the blood elves

Casting a teleportation spell is both easy and difficult to say.This is one of the basic spells that all elite-level official mages know.

But don’t think that basic means easy. The casting process of teleportation spells is extremely long and requires the preparation of various magic materials to ensure the success rate.The cost of each quasi-long-distance teleportation spell for a distance of at least [-] kilometers, if converted into gold coins based on the market price, would be about five gold coins.

Of course, the so-called "five" gold coins here refer to the gold coins of equal weight cast by the seven human kingdoms with uniform specifications inherited from the Kingdom of Arathor.Different molds are used, and errors are naturally inevitable. Among them, the most abundant gold coins with the strongest circulation ability are undoubtedly the "Golden Tyres" flat gold coins printed with the royal emblem of Terenas cast by the destroyed Kingdom of Lordaeron. The flat appearance and large round appearance, coupled with the excellent casting process, always give people a visual feeling of higher value.

So what is the concept of five gold coins?

For the maritime kingdom of Kul Tiras, which has the most developed commerce and the highest overall living standard among the seven human kingdoms, civilians like dock porters living at the bottom of society have probably never seen what gold coins look like in their entire lives.

The most diligent dock porter can only earn seven or eight copper coins for a day's work. After excluding food and clothing expenses every month, it is a miracle that the money he saves by frugally saves one silver coin.But this is just an extreme example. An ordinary worker's monthly surplus is about two or three silver coins.

To put it more intuitively, a well-bred military horse with excellent bloodline produced in Briar, the horse town of Lordaeron, is worth about one gold coin.As we all know, the regular army of Lordaeron has the best equipment. A fully-armed elite infantryman equipped with full body light plate armor, soft leather lining, one-handed sword and shield, the full set of equipment is about two gold coins, which is almost equivalent to one The annual income of famous leather goods merchants increased.

If you were to teleport directly from Dalaran to Silvermoon City in Quel'Thalas, a straight-line distance of more than 2000 kilometers would require at least 20 gold coins.

20 gold coins is an unimaginably huge amount of money for ordinary civilians.Without considering subsequent military expenditures, he can arm an ordinary knight with good horses and heavy armor, eight spare lances, and three to five attendants; nearly two teams of elite infantry; one hundred ordinary soldiers from the local second-line troops; two hundred An ordinary guard who maintains law and order

All this proves the wealth of the mage community, and also proves the financial resources spent on cultivating a mage.

However, an ordinary mage, even an epic mage who has just entered the epic level, cannot do what Angmar does. He chooses expensive teleportation spells every time he is on the road. At most, he uses it once or twice when he is in an emergency. Those who were so far away were all on horseback.

There is only one biggest reason why he can be so wealthy: he is the royal advisor to the Sunstrider royal family, and travel expenses

All reimbursed.

Angmar doesn't have to laboriously prepare a lot of magic materials like other mages. His staff is engraved with a miniature teleportation circle. Starting from the principles of magic, it can greatly simplify the spell-casting process and eliminate the restrictions on materials. It is a very high-end magic equipment.What drives the magic circle is the more valuable mana crystals and refined magic dust.

In addition, his large-capacity enchanted space bag, the consultant robe that can increase magic, the wand with a magic stone embedded in the top, and a set of strange magic artifacts, all of which are rare, add up to their value It is comparable to all the wealth accumulated by a small noble with a long heritage over the years.

After the dizziness passed, Angmar appeared northwest of the town of Tarren Mill.

He shook his head, and the scenery gradually became clearer. The buildings here had begun to become sparse and belonged to the outskirts of the town.There were fires everywhere, and the town was filled with flames and smoke, and there was no wind reaching into the sky.Night was about to fall, and there was a thick fog. A strange feeling of terror hung over the town, making people breathless.

Panicked civilians ran around on the streets in a chaotic mess, with women and children crying, and young men running to wells with containers. The guards tried their best to maintain order and evacuate the crowd to a safe area outside the town.

Angma figured out the direction and ran towards the location of Anweina's house in his impression.I kept thinking in my mind, I hope it’s just a fire, nothing happens, nothing happens

Most of the farms and houses outside the town were also on fire.All the troops stationed in the refugee camp came out in full force, led by officers to put out the fire and rescue people.

He was puzzled in his heart. Even though the weather was dry this season, the houses outside the town were far away from the fire point and the fire could not spread here at all. How could they catch fire at the same time?

In the chaos, he saw a familiar figure, flashed over and stopped in front of that person, and asked loudly: "Why was the rune stone triggered?"

Major Warren was startled. After seeing the person coming, Angmar, he hurriedly said: "Your early warning circle was triggered, so I activated the rune stone."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." He didn't say much. After greeting his men, he bypassed Angmar and ran towards the town with his people.

Angmar felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The early warning circle would only be triggered by the undead. Thinking of the chaos in the town at this time, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Finally, a hut engulfed in flames appeared in the field of vision.

The hut was almost burned to the ground. There were constant loud noises, the roof ridges were broken, and the ceilings collapsed one after another, sending flying sparks flying.

The four people outside the house stood at a safe distance, looking at the blazing fire, helpless.Anweina's "parents" are quite detached. There are buckets and shovels at their feet. From the back, they look extremely calm. They don't look like ordinary farmers who have lost all their money.

The night elf girl held Anweina's delicate shoulders and whispered something.One is tall and the other is short, one is muscular and full of wild beauty; the other is soft and frail, the contrast is huge.

Seeing that Anweina was fine, Angmar breathed a sigh of relief.

Istaria heard the footsteps behind her and turned around, with a look of complaint on her tight face: "Why did you come here?"

"The early warning circle has been triggered," Angmar asked.

Istaria pointed at the hut and said angrily: "You still care about breaking the magic circle? The house has been burned down."

There was no well in the yard. Anweina's family fetched water from a public well a mile away. The large barrels used to store daily water were also in the house. There were no other residents nearby. After their efforts to put out the fire were in vain, they could only watch. The fire spread rapidly and quickly burned down his residence.But for a mage like Angmar, extinguishing fire is not a big deal, but it is a pity that he came too late.

"We triggered the rune stone and asked for help because of the fire. You are finally here." Anweina's little face was dirty, and the tip of her small nose was stained with black dirt. Her "parents" also cast their eyes on Angmar. She even greeted him with her signature stiff smile.

Angmar didn't care about fire at all, the threat of the undead was the primary concern.He cast a spell and carefully sensed the early warning array he had laid out earlier, and found that most of them had indeed been triggered. He looked around, but he didn't see any shadow of the undead, nor could he detect the slightest breath of the undead.

He ignored the night elf girl, cast another spell to enhance his perception, and searched for traces of the undead, but found nothing.

"impossible"

Far behind the battlefield in Tarren Mill, there may be scattered wandering undead that accidentally cross the Alterac Mountains and come here, but Angmar will never be unaware of their existence.Unless these undead people deliberately hide themselves.

The strength of the undead that can hide under his nose should not be underestimated.

He became more and more uneasy in his heart. He stepped forward to grab Anweina's arm and cast a spell to teleport to a safe area. However, Istaria took the lead and pulled Anweina into his broad chest. His face was filled with tears. There was a blush of success, and at the same time, he cast a wary look at Angmar.

"Ugh, cough." Anweina's face was buried in Istaria's chest, and she was almost suffocated by the squeeze. After a few seconds, Istaria noticed something strange and hurriedly let go of her face. Apologize.

Angmar was very helpless towards this night elf girl who always wanted to take advantage of Anweina, and shouted: "What are you talking about? My magic circle will only be triggered by the undead. There are powerful undead nearby, we must immediately"

Before he finished speaking, Angmaruo turned around with some sense, and saw dense and terrifying ghost figures outside the fence and in the thick fog.

The undead surrounded the small courtyard.Ghouls, ghosts, psychics

Numbers in the hundreds.The sounds of Anweina and Istaria gasping for air could be heard in their ears, and Angmar immediately began to prepare a teleportation spell.

He whispered: "Stand beside me and get as close as possible."

An undead leader wearing pitch-black plate armor and armed almost to the teeth came to the front of the formation, holding a dead black branch in one hand and a crystal in the other.

Angmar's pupils shrank. The weak magic fluctuations coming from the withered black branches were so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar with them. They were the branches of the holy tree Sath'ala.

Is it

The undead used the sacred branches to reversely perceive Anweina's existence.

It is impossible for the sacred tree Sasiala to turn into pure energy and flow into his body, so how can there be any physical remains?

Angmar was puzzled and kept speeding up the spell to get out of danger.He knew that the previous fires were probably caused by these undead to divert human attention.

The eyes under the helmet of the undead leader exuded an icy blue light, which was particularly conspicuous in the thick fog. He held it with his big hand, and with a crackling sound, the crystal shattered into powder, and a black curtain was created out of thin air, covering the small courtyard.

Angmar's teleportation spell was quietly interrupted. No matter how hard he tried, he could not continue the previous casting process.

"Forbidden Demon Realm"

He felt bitter in his heart, as this crystal actually had an extremely complex forbidden magic array engraved in it.

The so-called ban on demons is not a ban on demons in an absolute sense, it can only serve to isolate the demon network.The construction and preparation of this kind of magic circle is unimaginably expensive, let alone engraved in portable energy storage crystal. The difficulty increases exponentially, and it cannot be done by non-legendary magic masters.

To cast a spell, a mage needs to use mana to activate the energy of the magic network. In the realm of forbidden magic, he can only rely solely on the mana in his body to weave spells with half the effort. It is tantamount to having his arms cut off and the threat is greatly reduced.

The strength of mages may be strong or weak, and the strength of the Forbidden Demon Realm may be large or small. The strong ones can break through the blockade of the Forbidden Demon Realm, and the flow of magic power will be almost unhindered.

However, after repeatedly communicating with the magic network to no avail, Angmar felt that the strength of the forbidden magic field in front of him might even reduce the powerful masters of high-level epic levels to mere mortals.It seems that the undead's trip is really inevitable.

The leader of the undead waved his hand gently, and densely packed undead souls surged in from all directions.

Angmar protected Anweina behind him and drew his one-handed sword.